(Tom Paxton)



It's a long and dusty road

It's a hot and heavy load

And the folks I meet ain't always kind

Some are bad and some are good

Some have done the best they could

Some have tried to ease my trouble in mind



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And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound

Where I'm bound

I can't help but wonder where I'm bound



I've been wandering through this land

Just doin' the best I can

Tryin' to find what I was meant to do

And the people that I see

Look as worried as can be

And it looks like they are wonderin',too



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And I had me a buddy back home

But he started out to roam

And I hear he's out by Frisco Bay

And, sometimes, when I've had a few

His old voice comes ringin' through

And I'm goin' out to see him some old day



If you see me passin' by

And you sit and wonder why

And you wish that you were a rambler,too

Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor

Lace 'em up and bar the door

Thank the stars for the roof that's over you